Chapter 683 Watching The Nights

Both Liam and Irina lay on the bed, tired and breathing hard. The sheets beneath them were a complete mess, still damp from everything that had happened. For a while neither of them spoke. The only sound in the room was their uneven breathing and the quiet shift of the mattress whenever one of them moved.

Irina turned toward him.

She dragged herself closer until her body pressed fully against his side. Liam lifted his arm without thinking and let her settle into the space against his chest. Her full breasts pushed softly against him, the warm weight of them resting on his skin. She tucked her head under his chin for a moment, then tilted her face and pressed a slow kiss to the side of his neck.

The kiss lingered.

A second later her tongue slipped out and she began licking the light layer of sweat from his skin. She moved slowly, tasting him, dragging her tongue along the line of his neck and up toward his jaw. A quiet, almost hungry sound left her throat. She pulled herself even closer, pressing tighter against him as if she could not get enough of the way he smelled and tasted.

Liam’s hand slid down her back and settled on the full curve of her ass. The soft, thick flesh filled his palm completely. He squeezed once, feeling how warm and yielding it was under his fingers. Irina made another soft sound against his neck and kept licking, clearly enjoying the taste of his skin.

After a long moment she lifted her head just enough to speak near his ear.

"One more round," she whispered, the heat still clear in her voice.

Liam did not even pretend to hesitate.

"Alright."

Irina pushed herself up and tugged at his arm until he sat up. He leaned back against the wooden bed frame, the cool surface pressing against his bare shoulders. She climbed over him without wasting time, kneeling so that her folded thighs pressed against the sides of his hips. The soft inner skin of her thighs brushed against him as she reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock.

It had softened slightly after the last time, but the moment her warm hand closed around it and began to stroke, it started hardening again. Irina watched his face while she worked him, her thumb brushing over the sensitive head, spreading the leftover wetness until he was fully hard and thick in her grip.

When she was satisfied, she shifted forward, guided the tip to her entrance, and sank down in one slow motion.

The wet heat of her pussy swallowed him completely.

Liam’s head tipped back against the frame. A low groan left his chest as the tight, slick walls closed around every inch of him. She was still so wet from everything before that the slide was effortless, yet the pressure remained perfect. The soft inner flesh of her folded thighs pressed against his sides, cradling him while she settled fully onto his cock.

"Fuck..." he muttered, the word rough.

Irina’s hands came up and grabbed the back of his head. She pulled him forward until his face was buried between her full breasts. The soft, warm weight of them surrounded him completely. The natural scent of her skin filled his nose as she began to move.

She rode him with steady, deliberate rolls of her hips at first, rising just enough to feel him drag along her walls before dropping back down and taking him to the base. Every downward motion made her breasts shift against his face. Liam turned his head slightly and caught one nipple between his lips, sucking it into his mouth while she continued to move.

Irina’s breathing grew heavier.

"Ahh... yes... just like that..."

She kept his head pressed firmly between her breasts as she picked up the pace. The wet sound of her pussy sliding up and down his cock filled the quiet room. Her folded thighs squeezed gently against his sides with every movement. Liam’s hands settled on those soft thighs, fingers pressing into the warm flesh while he felt himself sink deeper into her again and again.

The heat and the wetness were almost too much. Every time she dropped down, her pussy clenched around him in a tight, rhythmic pulse that made it hard to think. He groaned against the soft skin of her breast, the sound muffled as she held him there.

Irina’s hips moved with growing confidence. She rose higher, almost letting him slip free, then sank down hard, taking every thick inch in one smooth motion. The impact made her breasts bounce against his face. She kept him trapped between them, one hand in his hair, the other braced on his shoulder for balance as she fucked herself on his cock.

"You feel so deep like this," she breathed. "Don’t move... let me..."

Liam stayed still and let her take what she wanted. His hands slid from her thighs to the full curves of her ass, gripping the soft flesh and helping her rise and fall. The wet sounds grew louder. Fresh arousal coated his shaft and dripped down onto his stomach. Every time she ground down and stayed there for a second, rolling her hips in a tight circle, her pussy fluttered around him in a way that pulled another low sound from his chest.

She leaned back slightly without releasing his head, changing the angle so that the head of his cock dragged against a different spot inside her. A longer, shakier moan left her lips.

"Haaah... right there..."

Her pace became harder. The soft slap of her ass against his thighs mixed with the wet sound of their joined bodies. Liam sucked harder on the nipple in his mouth, tongue circling the stiffened peak while she continued to ride him. The dual sensation made her fingers tighten in his hair.

The pleasure built steadily for both of them. Irina’s movements grew less controlled, more desperate. She kept his face buried between her breasts as she bounced on his cock, the soft weight of her flesh muffling the low groans that kept leaving him. Her pussy stayed impossibly tight and wet, squeezing him with every downward stroke until he could barely breathe through the intensity of it.

"Irina..." he managed, voice strained.

She only held him tighter against her chest and moved faster.

The final stretch of pleasure hit him hard. Liam’s arms locked around her waist, pulling her down fully onto his cock as the orgasm tore through him. Thick, heavy pulses of cum flooded her pussy once again. He groaned deeply against the soft skin between her breasts, the sound raw, while his hips jerked upward of their own accord, pushing every drop as deep as it would go. Her walls clenched around him in tight, rhythmic waves, milking him completely.

Even after the strongest pulses faded, small aftershocks still made him twitch inside her. Irina stayed seated fully on his cock, breathing hard, one hand still resting on the back of his head. She finally loosened her grip enough for him to lift his face from between her breasts.

Both of them were slick with sweat. The room smelled of sex and warm skin. Liam’s hands remained on the soft curves of her ass, holding her in place while the last of his release settled deep inside her.

Irina looked down at him, cheeks flushed, eyes still dark with residual heat. She did not move off him right away. She simply stayed there, full weight resting on his lap, his cock still buried inside her, as their breathing slowly began to even out.

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Liam and Irina stepped out of the house together, and the moment they did, Liam immediately noticed the difference in the atmosphere. It was night again. The last traces of daylight had disappeared beyond the distant trees, leaving Elaris wrapped in darkness, and with the darkness came that same chilling atmosphere that had settled over the village during the previous attacks.

The streets that had looked almost peaceful during the day now seemed completely different, with the houses standing like silent shadows beneath the night sky and the occasional movement behind a window revealing that the villagers were awake despite how quiet everything appeared. After everything Liam and Irina had been doing throughout the day, they both looked at each other somewhat differently now, their relationship having changed enough that even the simplest moments between them carried a familiarity that hadn’t existed before. Neither needed to say anything about it, however, because Liam’s attention was already shifting toward the village.

He slowly looked around.

The feeling was back.

That invisible pressure.

That sense that something was watching.

Liam’s eyes narrowed as he studied the dark streets and the houses scattered throughout Elaris. The village looked peaceful, but Liam had already learned that appearances meant very little here. People had been attacked while sleeping, their souls taken without anyone understanding how or why, and every night carried the possibility that another person would become a victim. His expression became serious as he said, "I think it’s going to attack again tonight."

Irina nodded.

"I think so too."

She looked across the village before continuing, "We need to find somewhere high so we can get a clear view of the whole town."